I thought you had longer hair. Did you cut it sometime while I left the site?

I GOT 'DEM HUMPS.Doctress Who:You can be my Brony bitch ;DDroctress Who:Jas, would you like me to make you a sandwich?JesusChrist: Well if you insist Jasthn I'll use it with you. Spread them cheeksTragedy_and_Comedy: Jas is about as dangerous as a kitten.Blood Lord:I hit your dog with mah truck. :3Lenore Celestalis:*jumps on your back* weee~

Oh no! You looked like a rocker though. It looks nice though. You looks strikingly similar to a friend of mine, though.

I GOT 'DEM HUMPS.Doctress Who:You can be my Brony bitch ;DDroctress Who:Jas, would you like me to make you a sandwich?JesusChrist: Well if you insist Jasthn I'll use it with you. Spread them cheeksTragedy_and_Comedy: Jas is about as dangerous as a kitten.Blood Lord:I hit your dog with mah truck. :3Lenore Celestalis:*jumps on your back* weee~

"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."

I nearly spit cranberry juice all over my computer at work when I saw this.

@Tuor: You look very nice in this pic.

I GOT 'DEM HUMPS.Doctress Who:You can be my Brony bitch ;DDroctress Who:Jas, would you like me to make you a sandwich?JesusChrist: Well if you insist Jasthn I'll use it with you. Spread them cheeksTragedy_and_Comedy: Jas is about as dangerous as a kitten.Blood Lord:I hit your dog with mah truck. :3Lenore Celestalis:*jumps on your back* weee~

"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."

Tuor I would have totally been like "Be gone woman of ill repute!" Sorry Stuff but it's just too perfect.

Do you know where the real Hell is? It's inside your head.Do you know where the real Heaven is? It's beyond the clouds, a horizon we all see in the end.That's why my head is always in the clouds, hoping to see that Heaven beyond the horizon of Life and Hell.Sayonara, Adios, Goodbye.

"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that overshadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."